I just spent another week up in the UP and down to Traverse City, St Clair, all around Fishland and everywhere inbetween, hitting the vineries .... every time I go up there someone is playing that song and using Lake Gitche Gumee in one way or another.

I like the edibles and smoked fish I always bring back but ... that damn song, which I've heard a 1000 times since my college days in the 70s, sometimes gets old. It's always been catchy I guess, to some degree, but only-to cucks, drunks, homosexuals and druggies.

We stayed in St Clair this year, downtown AirBnB. Love that place fwiw. Took the cruise.

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